The Art of Intimacy: legs nsfw

Rain taps the window in “legs nsfw” as a curvy ebony beauty strips out of wet clothes. “legs nsfw” worships every curve while she warms herself by the fire. Kneeling on a rug in “legs nsfw”, she spreads knees wide, fingers diving into slick heat with abandon. The storm matches her pace in “legs nsfw”—lightning flashing as she rubs furious circles, hips bucking. A primal scream rips from her throat in “legs nsfw” when she comes, body shaking, juices dripping down trembling thighs. “legs nsfw” ends with her smiling into the flames, utterly sated.